Friday, July 30, 2010

nudists in the quicksand

tires hummed on the road into town, everything green sparkling after an afternoon shower, when we passed a peculiar man walking through his yard in very little clothing...

"did you see that man?" i asked T.

"yes, he had on really short shorts and no shirt," she replied, not realising what was about to transpire.

"we saw a naked man at the gym (when we went) with grandaddy?" cole started it.

"was he in the shower?"

"no he was just walking around the locker room."

"did you point and laugh?"

"nooooo," drawn out with exasperation.

"did you know there are whole communities of people that don't wear clothes?"

"what?!?"

"where do they go to the bathroom?" obvious concern spurs logan's questions.

"well they have bathrooms, just like us, they just don't wear clothes."

"do they have a Target? and do they go naked?"

"they wear clothes when they go out of their community."

"are their pets naked?"

"oh cool. a naked dog, probably one of those naked cats. i wonder if their mice are naked?"

"no. i don't think they have naked pets."

"and naked snakes."

"i bet they do, when i grow up i am moving to a naked community to find out where they go to the bathroom and if their pets are naked."

"yeah cool. and i will be the police man to make sure everyone is naked," everything is cool to cole.

"you boys are bad," T finally chimed in, trying to save us from slipping further into conversational quicksand.

"but you will have to be naked if you come and see us."

"i will not be visiting. you will have to come and see me," and now she was stuck as well.

"oh look, there is a firetruck..."

"i want to be a fireman when i grow up."

traffic flowed into the Target parking lot and i was content in the knowledge we had averted raising naked police officers that enforced nudity on hapless people that accidentally took a wrong turn into their community, at least for today.

"wonder if they have naked firemen."

ok, maybe not.

Have a wonderful weekend everyone...and yes, these are the conversations we find ourselves in at times with Cole and Logan. If you are looking for something a little more poetic, I did a guest post over at Jumping Tandem.

Haha really good that you record these. I've had so many of them with young kids but sadly never wrote them down. The things that come out of their mouths! Naked firemen? Shit yeah! Although I do like a man in uniform.

and why, when there is so much entertainment to be found right here, would i ever go anyplace else to look for the 'real' brian??? your post was a real delight today...thanks for sharing some of your zany home life :) big (((hugs))) for those fellas!!

I love how kids just run with something and this had me laughing and remembering similar conversations when my three were little. Kids have a "naked" honesty (sorry, couldn't resist!). Have a fabulous weekend, Brian!

Conversations with kids are the best! Having 7 of my own, I've had some very enlightening ones... they make me smile as does this one about your boys. Cherish them for as long as they will talk to you. Very funny post. Heartspell

So funny! You even dragged me into the quicksand.. I started to envision all sorts of normal, everyday situations, where everyone is nude & it really is a little disturbing. Not sure I would ever want to take my client bowling & everyone in the bowling alley is naked... ooo no, that's just wrong.This post was light & fun...loved it Brian!Kids think & say the darnedest things.. :)

so lovely - remember conversations like this one as well...and just yesterday i went for a walk and the 8 year old daughter of our neighbors decided to join me - and was chatting and chatting - and asking questions and questions...finally she asked if she could carry my jacket - she smelled at it and said "this smells of meat.." loved it!

Wonderful story, The precious conversation with young minds sheer delight too bad they grow up, sigh,,, I was told -- by a good source that firemen wear boots and a hat. Way cool, but the pets do sport a fur coat,

a true story friend of mine called in a sick day and went to one of our nudist beaches here and was wandering around looking for a place in the woods to go to the bathroom, when he was spotted by the daily news camera crew and was caught on camera, moral of the story always take an umbrella with you. Joanny

I will start a competing community where everyone where so many layers that we all look like the Michelin Man. We will waddle about in our heavy clothes, and some will overbalance and land on their backs, unable to right themselves without aid. We will only use the bathroom once a year, and then reluctantly. We will not be known for being very much fun.

Heh, heh. Funny. Congratulations on the potw. My boys come up with off the wall stuff like that too. I don't think I could have resisted the chance to ask them where the policeman would wear his badge, though.

I'm sure soon enough they'll hear about the guy who can carry two cups of coffee and a dozen doughnuts.

"oh look, there is a firetruck..."

Yep. Definitely been there. Quick change of subject... Ooh, a firetruck/backhoe/whatEVER will get me out of this hole I can't stop digging. Of course, the habit can be hard to break, once started.

I remember the day I said "ooh, look, a firetruck" and my wife just stared at me. We didn't have the kids with us. Oops. A real sign you have to get out more.